Thank you guys so much for putting up with my ridiculous schedule! I promise, It'll get better! I don't on Austin and Ally or any of it's characters, thought you should know!
Austin's Pov;
I woke up, In Ally's bed when- wait, what? -I woke up in Ally's bed. I WOKE UP IN ALLY'S BED! As I started to have my small celebration of Ally trusting me enough to sleep in the same bed as her, I realized something was missing… Ally…
Where is she?
I got out of her bed and started to wonder the house. I started to hear music, coming from the basement… Am I going to see the master at work?
I trampled to down the stairs and swung around the banister to the other stair case when the music started to become more defined… It was a man and a woman's voice, they were happy, but I couldn't make out what they were saying. Charlemagne oats? Marmalade ropes? I was sure that wasn't it, but it sounded like it. I opened the door to the basement, releasing the sounds of "Holiday Road"
Ally was dancing around the basement, completely un-aware I was in the room, bobbing around like the cutest thing in the world. Completely soaking in the words from the speakers;
"I found out long ago
It's a long way down the holiday road
Holiday road
Holiday road
Jack be nimble, Jack be quick
Take a ride on the West Coast kick
Holiday road
Holiday road
Holiday road
Holiday road
I found out long ago
It's a long way down the holiday road
Holiday road
Holiday road
Holiday road"
-On a continuous loop. It wasn't like most holiday songs, it was… almost tropical sounding. (A/N; LOOK UP THIS SONG! I listen to it even when it's not Christmastime ((Like our Ally here)) and giving it a whirl on YouTube will make your author very happy! Tell me what you think; It's one of my favorites! Okay, but enough of that, on with the story!)
"Ally, why are you listening to Holiday music in August?" I said, forgetting the fact she didn't know I was here
She stopped dancing and gasped, clutching her hand to her chest. She saw it was me and looked a little relived but then, she just blushed in that really cute way of her's.
"I'm listening to it because a National Lampoon Marathon is playing at the Cineplex and I do hope that the most darling boy will take me?" She asked, raising her voice and batting her lashes
"National Lampoon? Like documentaries?" I frowned
"No, they're comedies" she smiled, nudging me with her elbow
"Ok, so how many are there, like 3?" I asked, I mean, don't get me wrong; I love Ally to death but, her ideas of comedy probably aren't that amusing so I was hoping there weren't that many
"Now before you freak out, when I say 'marathon' I now think a better adjective would be festival-" she put her hands up and motioned with her explanation
"How many movies, Ally?" I asked again
"forty…" she mumbled
"FORTY!" I exclaimed "That's like eighty hours!"
"It's over the course of a week! I only really want to see my favorite three, which are all on different days!" she pleaded, now on her knees in front of me
"Fine, but you owe me" I smirked
She lunged into the air, tackling me to the ground, saying; "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!"
She lay on top of me, hands twirling through my hair to brush my scalp (it doesn't sound sexy but let me tell you, IT IS), smiling so big I could practically count all her teeth
"So may I ask why you love these movies so much?" I asked, smirking up at her
"I used to watch National Lampoons Christmas Vacation, that one is definitely my favorite, with my father every year on Christmas Eve and we would both laugh at the hilarious Griswold family. I don't know… I guess it just reminds me of my childhood. I mean, although I didn't understand some of the jokes because I was so young, I would still laugh. They just… make me happy" she smiled softly, twirling her fingers now not only in my hair, but on the back of my neck (Now this, is one of the best feelings ever)
She started to lean in, inch by inch so that her lips could finally touch mine, I grabbed the back of her head and slowly pulled it in towards mine when finally; our lips touched;
It was soft but not so soft that I could barely feel her. Yet, it wasn't to firm where it felt forced. It was just… it was... perfect. My sister, Gracie, she just got engaged to her high school boyfriend Keegan, and she told me that the first kiss is always the sign. The sign when you know you're going to marry them. She said; "If you can feel your own heartbeat, pounding like the Energizer Bunny, then you know" and just then, I not only felt the single bunny, but as if it had recently drank eight Monster Energy Drinks.
She eventually rolled on the floor besides me and we proceed in my favorite after school activity. She cupped the side of my jaw line with her one hand and softly traced her nail of her ring finger at the corner of my jaw. Goosebumps started to appear on my arms because it felt so good. I was just glad I didn't have to talk at the moment because I'm sure my voice would have cracked.
But, low and behold, eventually we had to end the kiss so; we split out lips from each other's and then we just smiled at each other.
"You know;" I said
I didn't even plan on saying anything, but words just started coming out;
"I can't believe I ever thought you were weird" I mumbled
"What?" she asked
That's when I snapped out of my Ally-induced daze and realized what an idiot I was being;
"Nothing" I snapped up on to my feet, maybe I can make a mad dash to the bathroom to buy me sometime to explain my stupidity
Ally put a hand on my chest, not in the romantic way more in the "You're not going anywhere" sort of way;
"You thought I was weird?" She asked, already on the verge of tears
"No, Ally-" I started
"No! You know, I just finished a song saying how I much I love you so here! You can have it!" she pulled out a crumpled up piece of paper from her jean pocket and threw it at me; "I went through all of elementary school being called the 'weird girl' and when I met you I didn't feel so strange but… I guess that's changed" now at this point, tears were starting to roll; "I was going to tell you this later tonight when my dad gets back during dinner to spear some of your feelings but I'm leaving in a week for the rest of the summer to go to camp Timber Trails in the boonies" now, she was really crying and even I started to cry because I knew what she was going to say next;
"You and I… I think we need break while I'm gone and when I get back… we'll see…"